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nChapter 119: Becoming a Saint Against the Heavens, Pursuing the Ancient Mystery!_2

nTranslator: 549690339

n“This is too terrifying. When can I have one-ten-thousandth of the strength of the God of Martial Arts?”

n“I probably won’t be able to achieve such a heaven-devouring and earth-shaking spirit in this lifetime!” “You must succeed, you must succeed!” In Qingdu Harbor.

nCountless martial artists were also praying.

nAfter witnessing the terrifying might of the lightning and heavenly might.

nAll the martial artists had a very good understanding of the terrifying backlash brought by this kind of defiance of the heavens.

nIf even the God of Martial Arts could not endure the lightning, then the other martial artists could forget about it.

nFinally.

nUnder the nervous gazes of tens of millions of eyes.

nThe surging lightning in the sky seemed to be exhausted.

nThe sound of the thunderbolt was getting softer and softer.

nA few breaths later.

nLi Yueming shattered the last thunderbolt with a punch.

nOnly then did the thunder from the will of heaven and earth come to an end. Li Yueming silently sat cross-legged in mid-air and regulated his body for a moment.

nAfter a long while, he stood up and looked at the crowd below him. “The path to becoming a Martial Saint is already smooth. From now on, the Martial Emperor is no longer the end for you, nor can it be the end for martial artists!”

nUnder normal circumstances.

nBefore the world was destroyed.

nThe vast majority of the Will of the Great Path was in a deep slumber.

nThe entire reincarnation world would generally develop according to the direction set by the will of the Great Path before it fell asleep.

nFrom a higher dimension.

nThis lightning bolt was like a program written by the will of the Great Path.

nIt was used to punish those who violated the will of the Heavenly Dao.

nNow that Li Yueming had broken through to the Martial Saint Realm, it violated the Heavenly Dao’s rules that martial artists could not become Saints.

nThus, it triggered the lightning to kill him.

nHowever, once Li Yueming made it through..

nThen, the program that the will of the world had set up in the slumber would have a BUG. It was like a plastic bag filled with water that had a hole in it.

nThe rest of the water would flow into this hole.

nThe martial artists only needed to find the loophole that Li Yueming had poked out and firmly grasp it.

nAfter that, he could follow his footsteps and break through.

nAfter hearing Li Yueming’s words, tens of millions of residents of Qingdu Port cheered.

nAt this moment, both martial artists and ordinary people cheered sincerely. “The God of Martial Dao will protect the martial dao for thousands of years!” “The God of Martial Dao will protect the martial dao for thousands of years!” Countless martial artists were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes.

nThey had witnessed a miracle.

nIt also witnessed a person defeating the will of the Heavenly Dao with his own strength.

nThis was an extreme encouragement to the martial artists ‘souls.

nIt turned out that many things were not invincible.

nIt was only because they were not strong enough.

nThe 50th year of the Martial Arts Calendar.

nThe strongest Martial Emperors in the martial world had already started to break through to become Martial Saints.

nFor a moment.

nStrange phenomena occurred in China.

nIn just a few short years, the strength of the Qingdu Empire’s strongest forces had risen by a large margin.

nThe development of martial arts accelerated once again.

nAs the founder of the current martial arts dynasty, Li Yueming was already known as the God of Martial Arts by all the martial artists in China.

nIt was another year of bleak autumn wind.

nThe persimmon tree in the courtyard had grown into a very strong old tree.

nThe complicated roots stood there quietly like the skin of an old man.

nIn the past, every year when the persimmons were ripe, there would be children climbing up the high walls of the courtyard to steal the persimmons to eat.

nBut this year, everything was different from the previous years.

nBecause his cheap mother was dead.

nThis year, Li Ming was 58 years old.

nHis mother was eighty-six years old.

nOn a cold autumn morning, his mother fell down while she was planting vegetables in the yard.

nBy the time Li Yueming realized something was wrong, he was already dead.

nHe still remembered when he was very young.

nThe thin woman had once held his face and said seriously,””l will raise you and do my best to give you a beautiful life!”

nNow.

nThe old lady, who was busy in the courtyard every day, suddenly left him without even saying goodbye.

nThe chickens, ducks, and geese in the courtyard were still cawing.

nHowever, Li Yueming’s heart was as cold as a glacier in the extreme north. He looked at the persimmon tree that kept falling leaves under the bleak autumn wind.

nHe did not say anything for a long time.

nMany times, it was like this. A true farewell was silent.

nIt was usually an ordinary day.

nAn extremely ordinary face turned into a farewell after he turned around.

nBehind him.

nYe Nanyuan hugged him gently.

nThe two of them did not say a word. They stood in the courtyard and looked at the fallen leaves for the entire night.

nThe next day, at dawn.

n“I’ll plant another persimmon tree next to the old tree. She won’t be lonely there!” Ye Nanyuan said. ”

nLi Yueming didn’t say anything.

nHe turned around and looked at Ye Nanyuan, who had aged a little.

n“When will you become a Martial Saint?””

nYe Nanyuan’s expression darkened when she heard that, but she didn’t say anything in the end.

nSeeing this situation, Li Yueming understood.

nYe Nanyuan was very talented.

nHowever, she still missed the best age for cultivation. When she met Li Yueming, her cultivation method and martial arts had long been fixed.

nIt was no longer as pure and flawless as when it was an infant.

nUnder such circumstances.

nIt was almost impossible for Ye Nanyuan to break through to the Martial Saint Realm.

nThinking of this…

nLi Yueming patted her head and said gently,””Don’t worry, I’ll arrange everything! ”

nYe Nanyuan felt the seriousness in his words and could not help but say worriedly, “”Don’t do anything stupid.. I only hope that you and Xiao Die will be safe in this life!”

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